…We’re eating Omaha steaks from the mall parking lot tonight. Brian told his mom about the sale and she bought 40 pounds of various meats. Like… what. the. fuck.
An update since I made the original post on IG: I had neither an awesome morning nor a massive panic attack. I’d forgotten the third option of “crippling migraine” and that’s the one I ended up with.
The soda was delicious, though. It’s like when I was working my first job at the theater (when Episode I came out) and we had the stuff on tap. OMG I had energy for years, even well beyond what a 16-year-old Star Wars nerd should have as the first prequel was first released.